[Derek POV]

I hopped into my car and started it up. I seriously fucked up a few years ago...how could I leave her when she was pregnant. Its my fault she got involved with that asshole, John. I pulled my cell from my pocket and dialed the only person besides Chloe that I shared my feelings with..my dad. As I waited for him to pick up I sped around town unsure of where to go. I was just so angry at myself, how could I have done this and get no redicule back? How is Chloe still so selfless that she didn't even tried to run me over for being such a dick?

"Hello?" dad spoke into the phone, I just realized it stopped ringing.

[Kit POV]

I was just sitting down from enjoying a dinner with Simon and Tori, and Derek was supposed to be here but didn't show; when my phone went off. I looked at it to see it was Derek.

"Hello?" I said as I answered the phone.

"Dad? Its Derek, I really fucked up. I just couldn't stay longer. I mean if I couldn't stand myself how could she even stand to be in the same area as me let alone the same state?! Tori and Simon were always right...you were right I just...I just-" He spoke so rapidly I knew he was close to hysterics.

"Derek. Where are you right now?" I asked with fatherly concern, noticing my other children look at me with concern evident on their faces.

"Driving...somewhere. I don't know, I don't care..." he answered with tears in his voice.

"Derek. Go to my gym, I'll meet you there okay? Please be careful."

"okay...bye" he said quietly as he hung up.

I threw on my shoes and ran out to my little BMW. I started my car and threw it in reverse when the passenger doors opened. Simon and Tori both slipped in silently waiting for me to go. I sped off towards the gym I bought when Derek started to become serious about MMA fighting. I pulled up to see Derek's car parked out front, but he wasn't inside of it. I ran inside worried about my son, Tori and Simon were on my heels the entire time. As I stepped inside I saw what kind of state he was in.

[Derek POV]

once I got to the gym, I unlocked the doors letting myself inside. Then I did the only thing I knew how...punching the shit out of the punching bag pretending it was John and then even myself. I heard my Dad come in but I didn't care to look up knowing that if I did he'd see that I was crying hysterically. I suddenly got extremely pissed, I had no right to cry, it was my fault I put her through hell.

"Derek, stop." Dad told me gently putting a hand on my shoulder. "What's gotten you so upset?"

"Chloe." I choked out the one word that meant everything to me. I sat down on the floor, burying my head in my hands.

"What about Chloe? Please clue me in." he spoke softly still keeping a hand on me, showing that he really did care.

"When I left Chloe 4 years ago, I didn't know something very important that changed her life forever. Dad, she was pregnant..with my kids, and I left her. Now she has 3 boys. The youngest; her adoptive son had some sort of seziure and is in surgery right now. Then my biological sons, Trent and Laith. They're so beautiful dad, and Chloe. She's just gorgeous. But I know she's having a tough time...especially since she was in an abusive relationship with a guy named John. I don't understand why she doesn't hate me, I literally screwed her over.. Is it even possible for me to get back in her life and our sons? I'm so sorry, I love her so much...I just don't know what to do. I fucking screwed up big time.." I hit my head, hopefully to try and knock some sense into myself. I finally stopped crying, but I still felt as if I just got stabbed repeatedly in the heart.

My dad didn't respond right away, I looked up at him to see shock shown on his face then it looked like he was processing something. "WOW" was all he said.

"Bro, is the kid okay?" Simon asked from a few feet away.

"i-I don't know. He was still in emergency surgery. It wasn't looking good because he has a heart murmur and type one diabetes." I stated softly.

"Damn, poor kid. How old is he?" Tori asked.

"Uhh...two."

"Well, first of all you need to get off the floor. Second you need to relax, what happened four years ago stays that way, you can't change the past. Then finally we all need to go back up to the hospital to support Chloe. Derek, the only way back into her heart is to not leave her again." Dad told me softly, looking me in the eye. I nodded my head and quietly stood up.

"You're right. Lets go." I stated as I made my way outside.

[Chloe POV]

its been almost 2 hours since Derek left needing to do "errands". I was currently sitting on a couch with Laith and Trent fast asleep laying on me. I watched them sleep, admiring how much they've grown and how peaceful they seemed. I forgot to pack a blanket so I threw one of my sweatshirts over them. I glanced up at the time, 11:45, Charlie has been in surgery over 5 hours. To be honest I've started to panic, I have no idea what's going on and an actual doctor has yet to speak to me. I looked back down at my little boys, who weren't really little anymore, and noticed that the sweatshirt on them was actually Derek's from football senior year. I smiled sadly as a lone tear escaped my eye. It was the only thing of his that he forgot when he left. I sighed,I'll only ever have my memories of how we used to be so in love, nothing else matter except each other.

I listened as the time ticked away, anxiously awaiting Charlie to be out of surgery. Then I heard the elevator ding, signaling the arrival of someone to the 6th floor. I glanced over out of complete habit of watching my surrounds with my kids around to see a sight I haven't ever expected to see again. It was the whole gang;Tori, Simon, Derek, and Kit. Oh god how I've missed them so much. I slowly slipped my boys heads off my lap as I stood up and walked straight to Kit.

I practically ran smack into him as I gave him the biggest hug of all. Tears streamed down my face, I've missed them all so much. Kit has always been a father figure in my life while my real dad was always too busy with work and my mom died when I was only six. After I hugged Kit, I wrapped myself around Tori and Simon.

"I've missed you all so much." I said in between sobs.

"same. I miss having a girl who isn't totally idiotic in my life, besides Liz of coarse" Tori stated after I released them from my death grip, as she casually wiped her eyes to be free of tears.

"please come sit down." I said as I walked back over to the couch with my boys on it. I sat down and absentmindedly started brushing Laith's hair.

"They're beautiful." Kit said.

"They really do look a lot like Der-ow!" Simon was saying but was rudely interrupted by Tori elbowing him in the side.

I took a deep, relaxing breath. "Its fine Tori, yes they both look a lot like Derek. Only Trent has my face shape and Laith has my hair color. Other then that they look like his clones."

They all nodded in agreement as Derek tried to hide the smile on his face. I rolled my eyes at him, its not like I could deny it.

"Momma? Who are these people?" Laith asked as he sat up rubbing his eyes which then woke up Trent. I sighed, of coarse they'd wake up. Everyone stared at my two boys.

"Trent, Laith, this is your family on your father's side. Your Aunt Tori, Uncle Simon, and Grandpa Kit." I said as I pointed to each person accordingly.

"Hi. I'm Trent, and I'm about to turn 4!" he stated proudly while Laith looked at them then decided to turn his attention on Derek.

"its nice to meet you both." Kit spoke softly. He shared a secret glance at Derek, but I didn't see the meaning behind it.

"well I'm gonna go get something to eat, lets go guys." Tori stated as she grabbed Simon and Kit clearly trying to give me and Derek time to talk. Once they were gone Derek looked at me,

"Hey.." Derek said, "Chloe, I'm so sorry...I know I messed up..I just-"

I held my hand up, cutting him off. "Derek, its not all your fault. I don't blame you...to tell you the truth you gave me these two amazing kids." I stated as I ruffled my boys hair. Both of them sat silently watching us. "I've missed you." I said softly.

[Derek POV]

I stood up and walked up to Chloe giving her a hug. She laid her head on my shoulder, as sobs wracked her body. "I'm sorry I never should have left you. It was the biggest mistake of my life." I picked up her chin and made her look me in the eye, "I love you Chloe."

"I love you too!" she said, continuing to cry. Then I did something I've waited 4 years to do, I kissed the love of my life.

We pulled apart only to get attacked by two boys in a massive hug. "Can we be a family?" Laith asked quietly.

"Maybe. It depends on how everything plays out." Chloe said raising her eyebrow at me. I just smiled. Then out of the blue, a doctor in scrubs walked up to us.

"Ms. Saunders?"

"yes?" Chloe asked anxious for news about Charlie.

"Charlie is out of surgery, he had a brain aneurysm, but thankfully we caught it in time and stopped the bleeding." He stated with relief in his own eyes.

Chloe began to cry hysterically, as I wrapped my arms around her.

"He's in recovery right now, and we will have him in a room as soon as possible. Nurse Joann will be monitoring his vitals tonight and I'll be back to check on him in the morning. And Ms. Saunders?" Chloe looked up in to Dr. Benson's eyes. "Your son, is going to be just fine."

When the doctor finished saying that, Chloe jumped up and hugged him. I could see the relief flowing off of her. I was extremely glad that he was alright.

Dr. Benson left for the night as we made our way up to Charlie's room. Kit, Simon, and Tori left saying they'd be back early in the morning with breakfast. I walked in carrying a sleeping Trent while Chloe had an almost asleep Laith. We laid them on the couch inside the room. Chloe sat down in a recliner and grabbed Charlie's hand, stroking it.

I walked over to her and put my arms around her shoulders.

[Chloe POV]

I turned my head to look at Derek. Oh, how I've missed this. But, I couldn't just forgive him on the spot, he'll have to earn my trust and heart back in time. For now though, I'm happy to have all of my boys with me and hopefully soon it will be in a home filled with absolute love, instead of the hospital with hurting hearts.